Love Disorder (Lesbian, Girlxgirl)

Chapter 2. Arrangement

Chapter 2. Arrangement

It has begun to rain. The water cascaded against the glass window like waterfalls. While nature moved outside and people were being drenched, I was frozen solid in front of Uno, wondering if I heard her right. Though we were ensconced in the restaurant, and the rain was nothing but a backdrop, I could still smell it coming from her.

"What?" I murmured. Uno moved closer, crossing the boundary of my personal space. Her soft skin was magnified. Her eyes were like monocles as she peered into my soul. I've forgotten to breathe. She still drew nearer, her mouth puckered and ready for me. I closed my eyes. A sharp pain on my forehead made me cry out. "Ouch! What the hell?!"

She was grinning from ear to ear when I opened my eyes, lowering the fingers she used to flick me with. One good look at my expression and she burst out laughing. "You thought I'd really do it?" she said in between laughter.

"Why you?! If you weren't such a huge celebrity, I would have hit you so hard, you wouldn't be able to laugh for a week," I said.

"Oh come on, you have to admit that it was funny, especially when you closed your eyes." She smacked her lips. I glared at her. For a moment there I thought. Geez! What was I thinking of? She would never. Riri you have made a fool of yourself. You've almost given your first kiss away. My cheeks burned.

Uno grabbed my hand and pulled me to her. After her initial stunt, I didn't have the strength to be shocked anymore. "Sorry," she said. Her tone went from playful to earnest. "I know you're sad because of Manager's death. I am too." She squeezed me tighter. "Consider it a lame attempt to make you feel good." She was warm and comfortable against me. In a way, she did lighten my feeling. She finally let go and stepped back. "I owe your mother everything. If you need me for anything at all, don't hesitate to call."

Eventually, I went home to Carter and his family. Uno wanted to take me there, but I refused her offer politely. She had better things to do than play as my babysitter. Didn't mean that I was reluctant as we bade farewell though. Our time together was fleeting, yet it left an impression on me. Uno was a good person. I could that tell that much about her.

That night as I sat in one of Carter's large sofa's, my best friend drilled me like a good sergeant. "I can't believe you met her when I left," he said. Carter was not Uno's biggest fan, but he loved the idea of meeting a celebrity. "Was she beautiful in person? Was her hair that long? Did you have a good time?"

"Slow down lover boy." I sketched a scarf on my pad, the one that mom gave me before. I was halfway in filling it with drawings and designs, some of them I've already managed to sell online. "Yes she was beautiful. The pictures doesn't do her justice." I decided a color for the scarf and wrote blue beside it. "Her hair came to her waist, and yes I had a good time, considering the circumstances of our meeting."

Carter paused the game on his phone to tidy his curly hair. It was always untamable, like a wind blew on it even though he spent most of his time indoors. While girls would call him the boy next door type, guys our age would often tease him with words like twink or gay.

If Carter was ever bothered by it, I didn't notice even once. He would usually shrug it off with a smile, though he tend to stick with lady friends instead of guy friends. Maybe he was really gay. Maybe he wasn't. I never asked. That was the kind of relationship we had since he moved a few blocks from my house years ago. But if one thing was true, he was kind of feminine. That was what you get when you grew up in a household with six older sisters.

"Any gossip?" he asked, continuing the game on his phone. It was a race. I could see the sports car he was driving from the corner of my eye. I smirked when he crashed on the wall.